Chee, chee ha chee ha

Downtown downtown

Uh

Downtown downtown

[Sienne]

Spit space-bound, cloud 9

Calling back to satellite, passed down on landline

(Hello?) rehearsed on hare’s brain, dispatched on rehash

Can’t recall the last time, I had time, a damn climb

Rendered the mans mind daft, fine

This mass had shifted, vast and unhinged

But my passion had washed up somewhere in Kansas

Repeat this beat for weeks, when they eat the feast

We set sail for east

I found peace in the strangest places

I’ve got thirties favorites in like eighty cases

And wavy taste bruh check my 40 acres

The name is spacious

And the world’s as big as the beholder makes it

So I made mine bigger than the cosmic faces

I have put my hat down in cosmic places

And I wrote VOR down before the wind erased it

(VORTEXED)

[Koga]

Filling up these intervals at minimal

Fixing up these chemicals

I get up in the feminine sip it then we get up in

The sights of the scenery feel like a dream to me

Raise up these frequencies

Sounds be a portal for you

Take an exile, realize deception lies all around

I be underground like some roots

Truth in uncharted

My groove and a throttle

Cruise till tomorrow, my book I'm the author

Swallowed the rules now vomit up all these laws

That we living in is puke

So sickening, start a mutiny

We don't need your authorities

Though anomalies give society lobotomies

So you probably don't see what is bothering me

Walk the streets can't help but feel beneath these beings energies weave till I'm free

Minds off the leash, kapeesh?

Dropping synonyms (like) smooth cinnamon in your inner ear Hit the censored lenses cause it ain't meant for limbo state Thats where the robots stay

They might never wonder who programmed and dumbed em

Give slap, they ain't ducking it

Democrats and Republicans be the two fangs

On the face of the same snake

No way safe they can't save

Sway sway sway

[Sienne]

For sake’s sake!

Don’t make haste

Don’t waste space, own no aches

Road closed, another scaffold another old face

Ugh

Sitting in the centre of a sprawl

Sipping, and spinning

Shooting the shit in a room full of millennials

The walls are made of women and floors have tentacles

I bought a bag of skittles and a drink at the interval

I emptied out the bag in the middle of the cinema

The smiles turned to wax

And the ire turned to minerals

But theres a code written at the centerfold

I pick apart the letterhead

And bleed across the letter O

Read the word’s “the king is dead”

And hand it to a tentacle!

The words are pouring out of my head

The air solidifies the chemicals!

I stumble up the stairs of the cinema

I feel like Sisyphus

I’m searching for the way out

When I turn around and the..

[Koga]

Samurai swings with the sharpness

Like the edge and I walk these

Thoughts eminent to these instruments

Tryna put some sense into these

Airwaves but they careless haywire

Jaded sights and blurry vision

Remember Marcus Garvey we always marching safaris

No lying a lion like Symba no Kimba

The king of my essence is stretch like elastic

Soul master my akashic records

Headed forward

Observe new chapters

Coming like a rapture I capture

The new lights in these times

Unwind my mind